Catch me if I fall

Mikey's P.O.V
I walked into my bedroom shortly after Karamel entered hers. I took off my shirt and then went put on some fleece pajamas pants. As I was changing my pants, I looked at the big mirror that was over my door. I cringed at what I saw. The disgusting thing staring at me has cuts and scars all over its legs. And that thing was me. I stood there just looking at imperfection in the shape of a human. 'How could anyone be friends with this asshole?' I thought to myself. 'This douche can't even bust down a door to save the one precious thing to him. '. I sighed and put the pajamas on. I've been shooting myself down a lot lately. And in result, I went back to self harming; something I'm not too proud of, but deserve. No one knows about this except for myself. Not even Gerard knows, and I tell him everything. I can only imagine what he'll say if he found out that I hurt myself. I layed on my bed with my legs bent and feet flat on the mattress. Then, I sat up and lifted up the bottom of my pant. I rolled it up to where my knee was and inspected each and every cut and gash. Faggot. Disgusting. Emo. Loser. Anorexic. All were words that people had driven me to carve into my own skin. Well, everything happens for a reason. They called me that because its true. And it has to be true because I agree with them. I pull it back down and brush my teeth. When I return, I turn off the light, take off my glasses and pull the coversover myself. Seening as how I couldnt sleep, I began to think. How could anyone live like that for 14 years? And what about her dad? How could he have not been arrested already? Surely he has to be taken away for child abuse. Speaking of children, what happened to her little brother? I didn't see him return with a kid and she never told us. After all these questions I finally drifted off into a deep slumber.
*Le Timelapse*
I woke up to the sound of a really annoying beeping pattern. I sat up and got out of bed to take a shower. When I stepped out of the shower, I put on a Radiohead shirt and gray skinny jeans. As I was putting on my glasses. I looked at the time. 7:45. Damn we need to get going. I walked downstairs and saw Gerard drinking coffee as usual. He passed me a hot cup of it and asked,
"Are you done getting ready?"
"Yea. Where's Karamel?" I asked. He just shook his head. We went to go check up on her and knocked on her door. No answer. We knock again. Still no answer. We began to wonder, so we had our mum go in since we didn't want to interrupt her incase she was doing lady things. She went in and left the door open. We peeked inside and saw her in bed.
"She didn't wake up?" Gerard asked.
"No one woke her up." My mum corrected.
We slightly shook her, but no response. We shook her harder and said her name but still nothing. Gerard sat her up and shook her. Nothing.
"Why isn't she waking up...?" My mum asked quietly. We both shook our heads. Then she did something weird. She checked her pulse. Her facial expression completely changed.
"What?" I asked.
"Her Pulse... its too slow...." she mumbled.

Notes

Aye here you go! Second update of the day just for you! :*